Jealous friend

[{ "Move forward." }]

[{ "..." }]

[{ "Lift your ass and start moving you bastard!" }]

[{ "..." }]

[{ "Celes! Punch this fucker!" }]

[{ I... can't? I wouldn't do that even if I want to. }]

[{ "Ummm...!" }]

[{ "Calm down, pink panther. I'm alright..." }]

[{ "That you are!" }]

[{ "Haaa..." }]

She was angry. Naturally, she would be angry.

She was fighting those undead dogs there, and I was just sitting here after destroying the trolls.

I had already defeated all of them and I should move forward, but I was still here, sitting on this blood-soaked ground, thinking about the things that had just happened.

I knew what I have to do here. I know my role in this place and I also know just what things would happen after each of my decisions.

I had already overcome the simple mindset of thinking during my life in the great forest.

Or so I thought I did...